CW: suicide & mental health This year I finally feel ready to share a piece of my story. For all my newer followers: there’s more to me than DIYs, fun trips, and cat-mom life. There’s also a side of me that gets really dark (and not in the cool, mysterious way). I was diagnosed with depression in seventh grade. As an almost 25-year-old woman, I still handle it to this day. Four years ago it got bad enough that I didn’t want to be here anymore, and I’d isolated myself to the point where no one could see it coming. I’d hidden the darkness from everyone close to me. There was a night I drove home from college and broke down to my family. Trusting my support system is the only way I got through the VERY dark months that followed, and therapy and medication came right behind them. A long overdue update: I used to think the depression was my weakness. Turns out it built the STRONGEST parts of me...I take a pill every day so I can get out of bed, I’m back in the maintenance stage with m...